Saint Germain Des Pres
This sweet little garden in saint germain des pres captured my heart.
This sweet little garden in saint germain des pres captured my heart.
On our third night in Paris Chris and I had a picnic under the Eiffel Tower with our roommates from the hostel. An eclectic mix of 20-somethings from around the world, we camped on the grass in bare feet with baguettes, cheese, cheap wine, and chocolate from the market and watched the sun go down as the Eiffel lit up.
After climbing to the top of the Eiffel Tower (which is even bigger and cooler in real life than you think it’s going to be), Chris and I sunbathed in the park directly below, resting our feet (top photo), and listening to a frenchman sing a wonderful rendition of “Wonderwall.”
After Notre Dame Chris and I strolled through a neighborhood called Montmartre. With its steep hills, winding staircase streets, windmills and romantic cafes, I was truly taken with this area. At the top of Montmartre is Sacre Coeur, or the Sacred Heart, a beautiful white wedding cake-like church with quite a view of Paris. At the bottom of the hill is the Red Light District, with none other than the Moulin Rouge .